And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 121

“Nothing,” Gwendolyn muttered to herself, her whole body warming with embarrassment as the image she had glimpsed earlier flashed in her mind.

It was a figure drawing. The features of the woman in the sketch were indistinct, but her form was elegantly defined, completely bared to the artist’s discerning eye.

The lines were drawn with a confident hand, each detail meticulously crafted. It was a testament to the artist’s dedication. The directness of the feminine body before her jolted Gwendolyn.

In the drawing, the woman’s pose was seductive, her allure unmistakable.

It was hard to tell if the subject was a sculpture or a real person. If she were real, Gwendolyn might have felt a twinge of envy. Even those studying art had to learn the intricacies of the human form.

But why would such a drawing be found in the Chadwick family’s studio?

“Marina, has Mr. Chadwick ever studied painting?” Gwendolyn inquired, her curiosity piqued.

While tidying up some picture frames, Marina answered, “The Chadwicks are cultured in all areas. Howard has passed the strictest exams in both violin and piano, with his piano. skills being professional.”

That was the way of the nobility to cultivate their offspring in all aspects of refinement.

Impressed, Gwendolyn remarked, “So he’s that talented.”

With a hint of regret, Marina continued, “Howard used to spend time in the studio every week, along with that Se… But since the accident, he hasn’t set foot here.”

had always forgotten to ask about the specifics of the accident.

the accident had been

happened on the day of

and smashing right into him. All he got was a measly two years, and Howard… he’s been stuck with crippled legs

for traffic offenses was not strict.

was right and the family was willing to forgive, there was hardly any real

to us? The Chadwick family is rolling in

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Bainbridge had paid the driver to take the fall. Bainbridge had gambled on the difficulty of uncovering the truth and had struck a

silver lining,” she

“You’re right. You joining our family has been

firmly, pleading earnestly, “Please, Mrs. Chadwick, promise me, no matter what happens, you and Howard will never part.

they had signed, which stipulated a divorce after three months. Everything now was but a

Marina

“I’ll stay with him until his legs

appeased, “I’ll clean up the studio properly, just in case

descended the

sight of Howard standing up and pacing the